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  December 7th: yearning on high holy days


Tomorrow morning, Metro will basically shut down as drivers attend the funeral of the driver who was killed the day after Thanksgiving. Bus service is going to be worse than a snowy sunday from about 8 am on.

Maybe I'll go to work early. Maybe i'll walk to work and stop and get espresso along the way.


My GigaPet is still alive; i've discovered the trick of keeping it healthy and all is well.

Work's been fun today; i've got a shiny new project to work on and i've been busily making templates and writing documentation.


I miss her. I'm trying to pretend I don't, but it never works.

I feel like there's a gulf between us, an empty space that i don't know how to fill. Yet again, this would all be easier if we were closer together, if we saw each other on a daily or weekly basis.

But we don't and can't, so...


I realized yesterday that I hunger for a family of my own.

i mean, i love my mom and tolerate my dad, but they're really more like friendly strangers than family. They don't know me because I have been things they consider unacceptable for many a year now, and I hide myself from them. They don't need to know me.

The rest of my family is, by and large, worse than useless. I hide myself from them because I don't want them to know who I am. It's a sad state of affairs, but, hey, you don't have to love the people you're related to by blood.

So i'm feeling like it would be nice, indeed, to have a family, a partner. This is not new; and I know already who i'd ideally like to be that partner. (but, oh, the little cynical voices that say you can't always have what you want...) I mean, hell, i want to have a Christmas tree, an activity that seems sort of silly with just me.

gods help me, I'm again thinking about moving to the midwest. *holds head in hands* I just don't know...

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This is the time now. I welcome months in their own season.

winter turning, Asphodel Long

outside: I don't want to look outside.
doing: missing Melanie
link: GigaPet Health suggestions page

dream: muddy dreams about books; I think I've been dreaming novels again.


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